They took you cause you hold your own we know you ain't done nothing wrong (And they know). Locked up cause you spoke up. Won't be long. We do Dua that you stay strong (Cause you're our Heroes).
AWAW Reporting
I see them looking all shocked and puzzled because you bit them with the jaws that they thought were muzzled. One God, one Deen, one people, just takes one tussle, one Ummah, one leader one muscle.You know it only takes one word one shuffle and we'll open up the gates and put an end to the struggle, cant wait.
Been a while dreaming of the smile on the faces of them children. "Daddy's coming home from them places of torture" US bases where they fought you is land where you thought you'd be safe. Once upon a time when you told the truth about the state of Majal you could climb the roof, but now they're making up the proof cause they aint got nothing. Fighting nail and tooth trying to make up something cause it sounds so dumb when you numb the people cause they carry ideas, these Emirs they're evil. From Saudi to Uzbekistan we hit upon leaders working for the Shaytaan they bring it on, no shame. Same in Egypt, you get framed for Islam if you believe it aint a game. It's a shame and it breaks my heart to see them parked by the Masjid entrance when the Fajr starts, taking the names of the bearded. Mukhabaraat, defectors. Pray for Allah to protect us.
WG Reporting
Remember Farhad Usmanov? Brother got it hard cause he loved Allah so they killed him. Maimed at the hands of a tyrant left his children sad grieving.
Father was a martyr believing in better times and glory days, of Islam paving the way and no more treason. Today thought is fought with truncheons. Dungeons if you're caught cause you can't be bought still you punch in. Everyday you function delivering injunctions, even though your sought you hold fort. Banned for life but never lost scope, you rise up to disrobe all them despots. Life is short and you know but you still go, armed with words you kiss your own before you leave home. Wondering if it's your last kiss, if it's your last hug, touch the cheeks of your folks and make your last wish. All alone your wives hope you're strong enough to cope, and Lord knows you hold fast to His Rope. Remaining true to your Oath, it hurts they're boiling you alive but you won't halt. Allah bless-you. True believers you still strive for a better life may you never leave us. The trial's are fake, they took you cause you hold your own they know you ain't done nothing wrong. What does it take to get some justice at home? They can't mistreat us if they're overthrown.
AWAW Reporting
They tap the phones. Come raiding in the house at dawn with their foul mouths and guns blaring. Pointing the barrel at your head with your kids staring, scared for their life and your wife trying to hide her hair and swallow her pride cause she ain't even dressed right. Where's the nizam when you enter a brothers house with no "Salam"? The intentions to do him harm; carrying books ain't a crime why the firearm? Government crooks got their hooks in the middle classes spreading their farces and spying through them dark glasses Mukhabaraat. It's deafening the silence, nobody speaks cause they fear for the violence, it doesn't cease. In the midst of all this, warriors speak risk pain and being slain; promising change, rearranging the world order, dark days are upon us but they won't faulter. Upholding our honour while they face slaughter from them chicken head cowards come like tap water, running. Succumbing when the West come with tanks humming, fear in their breath. Turn the tables and watch them running, frightened to death. And yet they claim the capacity to rule we, the believing society. We pay homage to them brothers that were kick-starters, the revolution began with you, now you're martyrs Insha Allah.
WG Reporting
Locked up cause you spoke up. For what, you said the haq now they wana ruck, it sucks. Rulers that bow on a najis rug fool us, they shut a mosque just to make a buck. Perpetrators of a crime caught with their hands in the cookie jar, turning homes into abattoirs. A cover up at the high court charged with thought. 20 years is your time behind bars wrought with hate for every man who says Allah's Lord. Prostrate they call the hangman. You still stand supplicate raise your cuffed hands. It's God's plan hold your breath as the batons land. It's all fate ya Rahman. Just test your remind yourself, recite a verse calm your nerves as your heart pounds in your chest. It's all worth it when reimbursed with purse for a purchase beyond earth. Al-Firdous the purpose of you and I, amplify Moumineen yo till we die. Mortify as they wish still you wont cry, funny you got your progeny on standby. The agony of a world cursed, morality in a hearse never ones to watch and just stand by la walahi, never ones to turn the other cheek. You proceed with your deeds to dethrone and unify. March your steeds to the tyrants' gates hold your own good command and forbid the wrong for Deen's sake. Won't be long just a furlong, can't wait. We do dua that you stay strong. Now glorify! Takbeer Allahu'Akbar!
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